Immanentizing the something or other

A journey into stuff

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want—good or bad—BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.

We should have listened when the Professor warned us about Innsmouth. I'll never forget the sight of those...things silhouetted on the reef. I don't know what you saw, my friend, when I turned away to grab my rifle, but that strangled gasp of yours is stamped in my memory. I hope the therapy is working.